Tuesday May 15, 1984

 Full Moon

Moorhouse Inn, Leeds

Dr Hampson says he will not resign his seat but his PPS job has gone. The PM is reported to be livid that he kept his arrest secret for 10 days and she first heard of it when she opened her Sunday Telegraph at Chequers. Very lapse of the Home Office. 

Samuel giggles properly now. He has rushes of high wind too. We put the blame on his chicken dinner and chocolate pudding. His nappies look hideous these days. Really grown up, if you get my meaning.

The Moorhouse.

Cleaned the beer lines and brasses. The place looking like a new pin. LG came in. Affable and complementary he was too. He went to inspect the cellar and came back praising my cleanliness. He went off after 10 minutes, no probably half an hour, and is heading to Majorca next week, and so said goodbye until June. A very relaxed meeting. He left and then in walked David Tyne on a 'routine' visit. He bought Ally and I a drink and chatted for ten minutes. He asked if we have any regrets and of course we said 'no'. He thinks I've put on some weight. He isn't wrong. LG & Tyne caught us at an opportune moment. 

To Leeds with the pram at 3:30. A pleasant walk. Dead tonight. Jane looked bored stiff. A good manager would keep her working flat out, but instead I went upstairs and watched 'Dallas'.

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